Musings of an Aging Lesbian

It’s 2020. The year of clarity, maybe? It’s going to be bnoth gtought and interesting poliically, so there’s probably no better time to turn positivity into a 2020 habit. I’ll offer an affirmation each week (maybe even more often…as needed!) to help us tackle us goals and perhaps even our sanity.

Today’s affirmation: I am ready. For everything.

Ann Lamott decided to compile a list of everything she “knows for sure. There’s so little truth in the popular culture, and it’s good to be sure of a few things.” She gives the example of being 61 but feeling like 47, the age “I like to think of myself as being.” I am SO there with her. I’m nearly 73 and feel like 47-ish, regardless that I was born in 1947. She adds as an aside: “it might have been helpful if I hadn’t followed the skin care rules of the ’60s, which involved getting as much sun as possible while slathered in baby oil and basking in the glow of a tinfoil reflector shield.” I know! I did that, too, but I used a mish-mash of baby oil, coco butter (I had to melt the stick first), and lemon. I sported the best tan in the ‘hood for years. Today I have the melanoma and basal surgical scars to prove it. One thing’s for sure for me: if I get diagnosed with a terminal disease, I’m going out with a tan!

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